The next day went as usually. Matthew made sure he took all my readings and that everything was good. I couldn’t believe I had a husband that satisfied all my sexually desires, told me often he loved me and tried to make sure I was healthy and happy. In the afternoon I was sitting on the couch and heard this noise. I looked through the gym and outside the sliding glass door was a drone and it was dropping a package. I turned around to Matthew and said, “Did you see that drone?” He responded with, “I’ll get it. It is most likely the books we ordered.” He got up and went to the sliding door and retrieved the package. He sat on the couch next to me and with a small knife, he cut the twine and then opened the package. It was the books we ordered just yesterday. He started handing my books and placed the one he wanted on his side of the couch. Then came across one and he said, “This one is for you and me.” It was a baby book of names. He flipped through the book and said, “Wow there are a lot to choose from.” I said, “When we find out if it is a girl or boy that should eliminate half of them.” Matthew said, “That’s true.” He kissed me and taking his book went back to his work table. I was looking at one on having a baby and Matthew put the headphones on my head.
Later his phone rang and he buzzed someone in. They came to the door and he let in a women in named Meg. She was delivering some papers. She was tall, very good looking with great hair. She reminded me of a model I had seen in a magazine. Matthew asked if she want to stay for dinner. She thought that would be great. Matthew told me they would be in the kitchen if I needed anything. As she walked toward the kitchen I notice what great heels she had and thought her clothes must be expensive. I started watching TV without the head phones and could hear them talking and laughing in the kitchen. After a hour she came to me and told me her name was Meg but everyone called her M. She said it didn’t matter to her which one I wanted to call her. I told her my name was Angel. She said she met Matthew though her dad at a job and they go way back. She said Matthew has dinner ready and wanted me to come get you. I got up from the couch and went and sat at the dinning table. Matthew place plates in front of us of Steak and broccoli with this cheese sauce on it. It not only looked good I tasted really good. Matthew was a great cook. Matthew and Meg sat on the other side of the table next to each other. They both had wine and were talking and laughing like two friend who hadn’t seen each other for years. I couldn’t have wine because I was pregnant. I had a big glass of milk as usually. They didn’t talk to me, they just talked and laughed between themselves. I finished my food and half my milk. They had not eaten much because they were talking. It bothered me that they got along so well but everything was ok with me until M put hand on the back of his neck and ran it through his hair. That bothered me. I started getting jealous. She did this several times. As I was finishing my milk I saw her around me glass put her left hand inside his shirt. I thought is she planning on putting M and M on her towels. That drove me nuts that she had one hand in his shirt on his chest and one in his hair on the back of his neck. I finished my milk and slammed the glass on the table. They both stopped talking and looked at me. I said, “If this is friends with benefits why don’t you two just jump on each other and get it over with?” Matthew looked down at her hand as she was removing it from him. She said, “I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking.” I got up from the table went in our bedroom, got my pillow, went to the small bedroom, slammed and locked the door and went to bed.” I was so jealous I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. M told Matthew she was sorry and should go. She left. Matthew came to the door. He knocked it and said he was sorry and he would never do anything to hurt me. He said he had not seen her for a while and didn’t realize what he was doing. That he thought he had drank too much wine. He said he was sorry and to please forgive him. I turned over and went to sleep. He started crying and begging me he to forgive him and come to bed. He went in the bedroom got his pillow and sat in front of the door. Hugging his pillow he was crying because he thought I would not forgive him. He called his mom. She asked if he was crying and he told her everything. He wanted to know what he could do to get me to forgive him. She was surprised he was crying because he didn’t cry about anything. Other people had even referred to him as cold blooded. Nothing bothered him. She told him she was shocked he had let another woman put her hands on him right in front of his new wife. He told her he tried to apologize but I wouldn’t open the door. She told him to give me time, that it was just very upsetting to me and I would need time. After hanging up he laid down on his pillow in front of the door and cried himself to sleep. He vowed when he was a kid and his drunk dad would beat him that nothing would ever bother him physical or mental. And it hadn’t until now. This really hurt, his heart in his chest was like someone was squeezing it. He couldn’t loose me, he had to let me know he was sorry and get me to take him back.
The next morning I woke up and he was not there. The rest of the bed was empty. I really missed him. I was upset with myself that when he knocked on the door and apologized I didn’t open the door. Why did I get so jealous? If I had just said something M she probably would have stopped. I was raking myself over the coals. I though would Matthew forgive me for acting like a child. I got out of bed and went and opened the door to go say I was sorry. When I opened the door there was Matthew. I said, Did you sleep there all night?” He got up on his knees and put his arms around my legs and his head on my lower stomach. I wanted to apologize but you locked the door. I said I was sorry for getting so upside I didn’t know what came over me. When I saw her put her hand in your shirt I got so jealous. He stood up and kissed me. He said, “Then you except my apology?” I respond, “Yes, if you except mine?” Matthew said, “Sure.” I said, “I would really like to put this all behind us and start over.” Matthew said, “We will not speak of it again.” I agreed. Matthew then asked, “Do you want a shower and breakfast?” I smiled and said, “Sounds great.” And so we did.